VOL. I · NO. 108 FREE — IN GRIEF

Frustrated Jays Fan

A Toronto Blue Jays blog for the long-suffering fan.

Grief Desk

Three Blue Jays Errors Sour 7-1 Rays Loss

The Rays were good enough on their own. Toronto still added three errors, because grief apparently enjoys paperwork.

The Tampa Bay Rays did not need help.

That is the first insult of Monday’s 7-1 Blue Jays loss.

The Rays had 13 hits. They scored in the second, third, fifth, sixth, seventh, and ninth. They made no errors. They did enough to win a baseball game without Toronto placing little gifts around the infield.

And yet the Blue Jays gave them three errors anyway.

Because some losses arrive as storms.

This one arrived as weather, plumbing, and a small electrical fire.

The Jays helped too much

A three-error game has a particular smell.

It is not just failure. It is preventable failure, which is the cruelest variety because it leaves the mind picking at hinges.

What if that ball is handled cleanly.

What if that inning ends sooner.

What if the offense, already wheezing, is not asked to carry another stone up the hill.

The Rays made zero errors. The Blue Jays made three.

That is not analysis so much as an autopsy tag.

Toronto’s pitchers were charged with five earned runs in the game. Tampa Bay scored seven runs. The rest of the difference lived in the kind of baseball that does not need poetry to explain it.

Catch the ball.

Make the play.

Do not turn a narrow path into a ditch.

The Blue Jays did not lose only because of the defense. That would be too tidy, and this team rarely grants us tidy.

They lost because the Rays hit, Toronto did not cash enough of its own hits, and the gloves made the whole night feel more self-inflicted than it needed to be.

The fifth was the bruise

The top of the fifth is where the game changed from irritating to heavy.

Before that, the Blue Jays were trailing but not buried.

Victor Mesa Jr. had homered off Dylan Cease in the second. Jonathan Aranda had singled in the third, scoring Taylor Walls. Tampa Bay led 2-0.

Then Toronto found its one answer.

In the bottom of the fourth, Alejandro Kirk singled on a sharp ground ball to right fielder Victor Mesa Jr. George Springer scored.

There it was.

2-1.

A game again, at least briefly.

Then the fifth arrived with its boots on.

With Cease pitching, Yandy Díaz reached on a fielding error by shortstop Andrés Giménez. Nick Fortes scored.

That sentence is the kind that makes a fan stare through the television rather than at it.

The Rays did not stop there. Junior Caminero singled on a sharp line drive to left fielder Myles Straw. Yandy Díaz scored. Caminero was thrown out at second on the relay from Straw to Kirk to Ernie Clement.

The out was nice.

The inning was not.

The score moved to 4-1, and the game started to feel less like a contest than a slow closing door.

The Blue Jays did not lose only because of the defense, but the defense made sure the loss felt handmade.

The bats left evidence, not comfort

Eight hits can fool you if you are desperate enough.

The Blue Jays had them.

Clement had two. Nathan Lukes had two. Springer had two. Daulton Varsho had one. Kirk had one.

Read quickly, that sounds like a lineup doing something.

Read the run column, and the room gets quiet.

One run.

Seven left on base.

No home runs.

Kirk had the lone RBI. Springer scored the lone run. That was the whole Toronto scoring file.

The rest was movement without arrival.

Vladimir Guerrero Jr. went 0-for-4. Giménez went 0-for-4. Myles Straw went 0-for-3. Kazuma Okamoto went 0-for-3.

Again, this is not about cruelty. Baseball already provides enough cruelty without us dressing it up.

It is about the shape of the evening.

The Blue Jays had hits and did not have innings. They had contact and did not have consequence. They had base runners and did not have the swing that makes a pitcher look at his shoes.

The Rays allowed traffic and kept their own house clean.

Toronto allowed traffic, threw in three errors, and asked one Kirk single to stand as the entire reply.

That is not a plan.

That is a folded receipt in a coat pocket.


The score kept getting colder

The Rays did not need one big inning to embarrass the Blue Jays.

They spread the discomfort around.

Cedric Mullins homered in the sixth off Cease. Junior Caminero doubled in the seventh off Braydon Fisher, scoring Yandy Díaz. Nick Fortes homered in the ninth off Brendon Little.

One more run.

Then one more.

Then one more.

It was not dramatic. It was worse than dramatic. It was procedural.

Cease finished with 6.0 innings, 3 earned runs, and 7 strikeouts. Fisher threw 1.0 inning with 1 earned run and 1 strikeout. Little threw 2.0 innings with 1 earned run and 1 strikeout.

The team pitching total was nine strikeouts.

Nine strikeouts and still a 7-1 loss.

That is the kind of number that feels useful only until you remember the other columns.

Thirteen Rays hits.

Three Blue Jays errors.

One Blue Jays run.

Today is not merciful

The schedule does not sit beside you and nod sympathetically.

Today, the Blue Jays face the Rays again at home. Kevin Gausman is listed for Toronto. Drew Rasmussen is listed for Tampa Bay.

Toronto comes in at 46-54, with a .460 winning percentage, 4-6 in the last ten, on an L2 streak, and 5th in the division.

Those numbers do not get better by sighing at them.

They get better by playing cleaner baseball and turning eight hits into something more substantial than one run and a headache.

Monday was not merely a bad score.

It was a bad feeling.

The kind where the opponent beats you, and then you realize how much of the rope you supplied yourself.

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